6 months (and then some)

Six months. SIX. MONTHS! Wasn't he just born, like, yesterday? I was thinking about 2011 and that by the end of this year he'll be 18 months. I know that mathematically that's a big "duh" but I just can't wrap my mind around it. He's growing up so fast!


On the one hand, I want him to stay this age forever. He's so chubby and cute and babbly and sweet. He gave me a big wet semi-kiss the other day and my heart melted. And the kids dote on him and it's so fun to watch him develop. He's already scooting around on his belly! And rocking back and forth on his hands and knees! He bounces like crazy either on your lap or while you are holding him. Carrying him around is quite a workout!

But on the other hand, Luke has been wearing me out lately. It's just typical baby stuff, but all together it's exhausting. He's been teething (has 2 on the bottom now), has literally had a runny nose since September (we've had it checked multiple times, it's just one cold after another), and now has added an ear infection to the list. The antibiotics messed with his tummy and therefore his diaper area. Then this week, he's been on a nursing strike. Each day has gotten a little better, but on Monday he didn't nurse all day and I was having to pump and give bottles. The combination of these things has made him cranky, tired, and difficult.

Hopefully it's just a rough patch, and we'll soon go back to the sweet and cuddly baby boy. Yesterday he had a well visit (as if we haven't been to the dr.'s office enough lately!), and he weighs 17 pounds, 4 ounces (40 %'ile) and is 27 inches long (65%'ile). As a point of comparison, David was pushing 20 pounds by this age, so Luke seems small to me.

Katy loves to take pictures of him with our old camera. And yes, besides the cheerleading outfit, she wears dance costumes. She only really gets dressed to go to school.

So the first six months have flown by. I can only imagine what he'll be like in June! If you'd like, here's 3 minutes of Lukey: